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Lord of all the Pots and Pans

Lord of All the Pots and Pans

A poem written in by a 19 year old girl in domestic service in England:

Lord of all pots and pans and things
Since I’ve no time to be
A saint by doing lovely things
Or watching late with Thee
Or dreaming in the sweet dawn light
Or storming Heaven’s gates,
Make me a saint by getting meals
And washing up the plates.

Although I must have Martha’s hands,
I have a Mary mind,
And when I black the boots and shoes,
Thy sandals, Lord, I find.
I think of how they trod the earth,
What time I scrub the floor:
Accept this meditation, Lord.
I haven’t time for more.

Warm all the kitchen with Thy love
And light it with Thy peace;
Forgive me all my worrying,
And make all grumbling cease.
Thou who didst love to give men food,
In room or by the sea,
Accept this service that I do–
I do it unto Thee

Colossians 3:17 (ESV): “And whatever you do , in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to the Father through him.”

That’s great. I used to pretend that I was washing the dishes and cleaning the house because Jesus was coming over to visit. I know it sounds completely CRAZY but I did it because it helped me to work to my best and work happily at even the mundane things. Washing up is so much more fun if you think you’re doing it for the King of the World!